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I Became Guardian to My Twin Sisters After Mom Was Gone, and My Fiancée’s Secret Plan Shattered Our Family
Then I walked back in, smiling.
Jenna rushed over, kissed me, and asked about my day.

Her perfume smelled sweet.
Her words sounded warm.
And I felt like I was talking to a stranger.

That night, after the girls were asleep, I sat at the table and forced my voice to stay calm.
“Jenna,” I said, “maybe you’re right.”